"Sister, please, let me go."

Dazhen sneered, and continued to pull on the widow’s white and delicate thighs with the screwdriver.

"Widow Yu, I have changed my mind now. I don't want to burst your eyes now. Should you be thankful that your appearance will not be damaged?"

Widow Yu looked at Dazhen's sinister smiling face, not knowing what medicine she sold in her gourd, so she nodded mechanically, "Thank you sister."

Dazhen smiled, "Don't thank me, I just said I won't poke your eyes, and I didn't say I won't poke your other parts."

Dazhen's tone was cold like ice, and her eyes were even more vicious and unfeeling. She was so scared that the widow was terrified. Yu knew that she was not good, so she quickly asked, "Sister, where are you going to poke?"

"I planned on you—oh, how can I describe this part? It's the part that all men like very much. The men in the village are all vying to please you, isn't it just to get your part to make you intimate? "

Now, Widow Yu is even stupid, knowing where Dazhen is talking, she shivered in fear, "Sister, don't, don't poke me there."

"It's up to you."

After Dazhen finished speaking, she grabbed the screwdriver and suddenly slipped the tip of the screwdriver from the outer thigh of the widow to the inner thigh. Because she moved too fast, Yu widow was anxious to dodge, so that the sharp screwdriver tip lies in the widow. A long blood knife was left on the snow-white thigh, and the widow couldn't help screaming in pain.

Dazhen smiled, "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh-relax, I haven't poke in yet, why are you nervous? I just sharpened this screwdriver, but it's very sharp. Don't move it. If you move it, I didn't want to poke it. You can't be right, but you're stuck in." After speaking, he sneered and laughed.

Dazhen seemed to torture her deliberately, using the tip of the screwdriver to move around the inner thigh of the widow. The sharp tip of the screwdriver touched the most shameful part of the widow woman from time to time. She was so frightened that the widow didn't dare to get out of the air, she didn't even dare to breathe, for fear that she would make a slight movement, so she was prodded by the screwdriver.

At this time, the fear and humiliation that had been imposed on the widow had all reached its limit, and she was finally overwhelmed and began to cry again.

"Sister, don't."

Dazhen remained unmoved, but continued to stir her inner thigh with the screwdriver.

"Widow Yu, I just weighed it carefully. The reason why a man is thinking about you is all because of that part of it. So it is not very meaningful to ruin your appearance. To ruin you, you have to start from the root. So Now, as long as I ruin your part, men face a woman who can’t have **** with them. They should give up completely, and I’m also completely relieved, as long as you ruin yours With that stuff, you will never be able to seduce black bulls anymore."

"Sister, don’t, you might as well kill me as you treated me like that. You ruined my place and I didn’t even count as a woman. Why am I still alive? Sister, please, kill me. ."

Dazhen sternly said, "Widow Yu, you boneless bitch, when you sleep with other men, you are not righteous, why are you afraid now? I know that with so many women in the village, you are the most beautiful. Older women are naturally inferior to you, and young girls lack your enthusiasm. The most popular woman in the village is you. Therefore, I will destroy what you are proud of. Don't worry, you will die. Yes, but not now, because I haven’t played enough yet. I will kill you when I torture you until I get bored. Don’t worry, it won’t hurt. I just need to poke the screwdriver in. Just make a few turns inside. I want to completely scrap your thing. See what you can do to seduce men in the future?"

After Dazhen finished speaking, she immediately let out a grinning laugh.

"Mad! Abnormal! Insane! Ugly woman!"

Perhaps it was because she knew she was inevitable to die, but the widow became brave. She opened her throat and screamed. She also spit on Dazhen’s face. Dazhen reached out and wiped the saliva off her face, and said slowly, "Since you are all Dare to scold me, then, wouldn't it be too unreasonable if you don't fix you."

At this time, Li Yuantai, who had been hiding behind the clutter, couldn't help it anymore, and whispered, "Leader Ye, this is too savage."

The village head smiled bitterly, "The lynching in the countryside is like this, barbaric, unreasonable, and completely disregarding the law. In fact, as early as 20 years ago, lynching was even more common. Like this kind of men and women cheating, once they were caught, they were cut off. The genitals, even being beaten to death, are not new. They are much more civilized now. They just fight and abuse, and there are fewer things to imprisonment."

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Isn't Dazhen's current behavior just imprisonment?"

The village chief nodded, "Yes, it's imprisonment. In fact, this barbaric lynching in the countryside has never stopped."

Li Yuantai said, "Leader Ye, quickly think of a way. We can't just watch Dazhen poke in with a screwdriver, right?"

Ye Tian nodded and immediately came out of the hiding place, raised his pistol at Dazhen's forehead, coughing twice.

"Don't move, raise your hand."

Zhuang Mengdie, the village chief and Li Yuantai also walked out of the hiding place.

Dazhen said in surprise, "Ah? How could it be you?"

The widow who was half-dead in fright saw someone coming and immediately exclaimed, "Officer Ye, old village chief, save me, this crazy woman, she wants to use a screwdriver to pierce me."

The village chief smiled bitterly, "We have all seen it, don't worry, we are here to save you."

The widow Yu turned from sorrow to joy, howling and crying.

Ye Tian said sternly, "Dazhen, you quickly throw the screwdriver to the ground and raise your hand."

Dazhen shook her head stubbornly, "No! I must pierce this woman's womb so that she can't seduce a man."

The village chief said, "Dazhen, are you crazy? You hurt her and you are going to jail."

Dazhen smiled, "Now that I am afraid of going to jail?"

Zhuang Mengdie said, "Yes, Dazhen, the cases you have committed so far are enough for the death penalty, right?"

Dazhen shook her body suddenly, "Girl, what are you talking about?"

Zhuang Mengdie smiled and said, "My words, you know the best. Last year's Ghost Festival's car accident hit-and-run case, plus this year's case of the murder of a fool, plus your current case of private imprisonment and abuse to widows, is not enough for the death penalty. It’s hard to say, but as long as you live, I’m afraid you won’t even want to walk out of the prison door alive.

Dazhen said angrily, "You are nonsense. The car accident has nothing to do with us. When the idiot died, Hei Niu was playing with this bad stuff, and he was not at the scene of the crime at all. You never want to put the blame on our husband and wife."